|Reviews for Pale Faced Tark|
| Inzilbeth of the Dunedain chapter 1 . 10/18/2009
Oh gosh, this story was almost too painful to read but you did such a brilliant job of the describing the settling, the old man and Aragorn's terrible plight that I had to see it through to the end. And it was worth sticking with it to come across that moment when Aragorn's hope was renewed and for no concrete reason other than his own determination that he would not die. An excellent story, Canafinwe, but oh so dark. I do hope Aragorn was released at sunset.
| Mirach chapter 1 . 10/18/2009
When I saw your name on the list of authors in this teitho, I just *knew* that this story is yours! Congratulations to the 2nd place! And how many different ways to toture our favourite ranger there are! I love the irony that when I make him cold and wet, you make him hot and thirsty! )
I like your choice of the narrator! If you would describe it just in the third person, we wouldn't get such deep glimpses into the culture and the everyday life of the haradhrim village, even their beliefs and Sauron's role in their life.
It is so painful to watch what's happening there! The picture in your story is so vivid, and gut-wrenching, and visceral, and excruciating... (I'm borrowing your words, because they are so fitting for it!) Poor, poor Thorongil! And in the torment, you show his inner strength. He doesn't react to the teasing of the children, and then... oh Valar, then he prays! That renews his will to survive, but it moves the old man, too... You show the power of prayer so amazingly! I'm in awe...
And I love the memont when the old man remembers the tark captain like "a pale-faced demon clad in black mail, his eyes twin orbs of shining white", and compares him with the stranger, not knowing that it is the same man!
His thanks to the old man is a powerful closure to the story, but I must think on that what happened next. Will they return him his clothes? Will they allow him to drink from their well? There are no other wells near the village, it seems. And he will be left alone, among enemies, with the wounds from the sun... I know that he has made up his mind to survive, but I fear for him, because I know that there is nobody who would offer him comfort after his torment... Or will the old man find courage to take him under his roof until his wounds heal? You are leaving me very worried at the end of this story, you know...
| Elenothar chapter 1 . 10/18/2009
*sniff* You like angsty one-shots, don't you?
I liked the character of the old man, he understands more than many considered smart.
| ilysia chapter 1 . 10/17/2009
Ai, poor man! We're really running the gamut, aren't we? First the cold north on the brink of winter and now the horrid sun of the far south! I do love it though, the scope and depth of your stories. It's always a joy to read your newest, because I'm never quite certain what to expect, aside from excellent writing and characterization.
This story immediately stood out simply because of the POV you used; normally I'm not fond of stories written in the present tense, mostly because I think it's difficult to do it well, but you pulled it off to perfection, making it so that I noticed nothing but the story that was progressing and the thoughts of our elderly, unnamed narrator. And he, too, was well done. There's really so very little out there that looks at Harad or the culture or the place (region? country?), so this was a treat. I loved the slyly inserted bits of information that built up the history and culture of the village without performing the dreaded information dump. The high value of water, the deference to the God of Death, the hatred of the tarks. Brilliant. I was particularly drawn to the fact that the people of the village are generally kind to the poor and destitute, save when that person is from the north. Then all bets are off, eh? And yet that seems to be a generally accepted way of doing things, very common, very human.
The inclusion of the Eye was also wonderful. The varying beliefs of the villagers regarding the Eye (is it a servant of the God of Death? is it the God of Death? do the tarks serve it? does it even exist?) are so reminiscent of the rumors that do tend to flourish whenever a distant power is concerned. And I love that, even this far south, the people know of the Eye, know of its power, even if they are unaware of what Sauron is.
And then there was a tark. Really, Aragorn just can't catch a break, can he? It's painful to see such pain, and pain caused not by people (well, not directly, at least) but by the sun. Reading this made me glad that it's nearly winter, and cold at that. You worked wonders with descriptions here, going far enough to get the point across but not so far as to turn me away from what I was reading.
The interaction between the tark and the narrator, though brief, was intense, and though they will never meet again, this is something that neither will ever forget. One, because he was saved by a supposed enemy; the other because he, for the sake of a supposed enemy, defied the God of Death.
This was a brilliant look at human interactions, with great and amazingly, well, realistic characterization throughout. You have the incredible gift of making your characters absolutely believable, and that is one of the reasons your stories are always such a joy to read. And the reason, why, perhaps, I can never seem to stop when I'm reviewing one of them! Bravo, and I hope to see more soon!
| Aelaer chapter 1 . 10/17/2009
As usual, you continue to impress me with every part of your writing- the characterization of both canon and OC characters, the writing style, the whole tone of the piece, and the powerful ending. I feel very lucky that you decided to write about my favorite character so beautifully- I hope you have many more ideas and enough free time and inspiration to write them. It has been long since I've been so excited over a new discovery in fandom.
You depicted the racism so well- it starts at such a young age. Likely more than not the Southrons would have received similar treatment in remote parts of Gondor, at the least. Who can say how an enemy would be treated in a large city in either country? Would be interesting to see interpretations on that... I am not sure how I would do it. It's such a pity that such racism as you depicted still exists even today. Truly terrible.
I do sort of wish that the protagonist was younger rather than older simply for the hope that if the King were to ever visit Harad, he would see him and recognise those eyes. But nonetheless, wonderful tale! You have been writing so many that I am eagerly expecting another story in another week or something :P Cheers!
| Lirulin-yirth-k'aio chapter 1 . 10/17/2009
From chill to heat so? Well, well, it never ends... I uppose it's hard to be oneof the main characters, though mentioned by many and pitied by even more...
You are certainly keen on describing all these various states the nature can have to torment the living ones - here you have all my respect!
May I ask how he got there? I was not watching at that ime, I'm afraid, and have missed something (Earendil aske me to sing for him, so I was a bit busy).
P.S. And perhaps it was not a god, but a goddess... the merciss lady, already cursed by one mariner in a recent fic that we both know... (I have more to say about this matter but perhaps not here, but in PMs? ;))
| MP brennan chapter 1 . 10/17/2009
Excellent fic! There aren't enough good Harad stories out there, but this tale rises to the occasion. I really enjoyed this portrayal of Haradric life, especially the organic growth of the village, their lack of a true governing body, the economic dynamics you hinted at. You did a good job of showing how war and the alliance with Mordor affected even such an isolated region. The narrator is a sympathetic and fully developed character, even without having a name. The juxtaposition of his conception of "the tark captain" and the reality before him was particularly effective.
Thank you for a touching and thought-provoking read!
| BM originally chapter 1 . 10/17/2009
Wow-that was intense! Really descriptive and realistic-I was getting hot just reading it! I've got a pretty good idea who the Tark is :)
You did a nice job with this and have talent! Hope you have many more stories in store!